I’ve had a bad day. I had an argument over a parking space, trapped my finger in the car door and dropped my phone whilst dialling the wrong number. The ‘dead-cert’ horse I bet on still hasn’t reached the finishing post and my tub of ice cream melted on the way home.
So I thought I’d go to the pub, but I dropped my beer and cut my hand picking up broken glass.
Only one thing for it. A comforting candle-lit bath, lolling in warm bubbly water, sipping malt whisky and listening to Beethoven.
Unfortunately, I slipped climbing in, bumped my head………
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and Na’ama Yehuda for the tasty photo.
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